So much so that later, there were often scholars in and out of this West Mountain.

Fang Jifan aimed at business opportunities, and set up a tea shop on the edge of the school, which sold tea and wine, and the money of the scholars was not made in vain, and in view of the tradition that the scholars always had some elegant hobbies, Fang Jifan even wanted to open a green building, so that they could come here to sell money in addition to debating and listening to lectures.

However, this thought was only fleeting, because Fang Jifan was a moral person, and his three views could not tolerate such filthy things, even if he thought about it, he felt trembling all over.

Flags are hung in front of Xishan Restaurant, and they will flutter as soon as the breeze passes, which is very eye-catching.

What's even more satisfying is that the business of this restaurant is not bad.

Although Wang Shouren came in a sedan chair in a hurry after dinner, if these scholars from all over the country and eight miles came to observe, they were willing to come early, and when they had nothing to do, they ate tea and drank wine in the tea shop and asked each other for advice.

Whether you like it or don't like Wang Shouren, whether you are really willing to learn, or you are here to smash the field, you want to hear how ridiculous this rumored deviant remark is, but at least, the reader is still civilized, and the controversy is solved with his mouth.

When it was time for the end of school, a group of schoolchildren carried coarse cloth schoolbags, and a group of people poured into the restaurant.

As the first store in Xishan, Xishan Restaurant has undertaken many functions, for example, it sells sugar gourds, and there are also dried sweet potatoes made of sweet potatoes.

A group of half-grown children huddled under the high cabinets of the restaurant, and only half of their foreheads were exposed from the cabinets.

The older children are in front, and the younger ones are looking at the back uneasily.

The shopkeeper of the wine shop is called Zhu Gui, who used to be a miner, and later because of a work injury, he was lame, so he was assigned this idle errand.

He had to lie on his stomach and lean forward to see the faces of the children behind the tall cabinet.

Xu Jie is the tallest, he has already collected copper coins, raised his hand very hard, and tried hard to make himself very imposing to slap the three coins on the counter, and said proudly: "One hundred dried potatoes!" ”

"......" Zhu Gui squinted his eyes and shook his head lightly at Xu Jie: "Sanwen, you might as well go and grab it, take a walk." ”

Xu Jie began to bare his teeth, staring at Zhu Gui very dissatisfied, looking like he was really the king of the mountain.

Zhang Xiaohu on the side also burst out his little tiger teeth, fierce and vicious.

The schoolchildren were holding their chests out and glaring angrily.

Zhu Gui couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly when he saw the imposing elementary school children in front of the counter.

"I took five wen yesterday, and I only gave three wen today, hey, hey, I have to talk to Engong." Seeing that more and more people were reading in the restaurant, he continued to shake his head.

"Okay, okay, I won't take it as an example."

Then he said to the guy behind him.

"Old five, go weigh two catties of dried potatoes ......"

A group of schoolchildren got dried potatoes, Xu Jie put them in his schoolbag, and led a group of children to cheer.

A small schoolboy walked in a hurry, tripped over the threshold, and began to cry loudly.

Then the locust-like schoolboy returned in a hurry, carried him and went away.

World...... It's clean.

There are more and more readers, there are more than 30 people, all of them are discussing yesterday's debate and what Wang Shouren said, those who like Wang Shouren call Wang Shouren Wang Master, and those who don't like it are called 'he'.

After about half an hour, someone said, "Master Wang has arrived." ”

So, the readers flocked to the counter to meet the accounts, and the sound of the school sounded, the schoolchildren entered the school one after another, in the Minglun Hall, the schoolchildren knelt in front of them, and a group of readers sat in the corner.

Wang Shouren looked a little tired, he was in the National History Museum of the Hanlin Academy, as a Shujishi, he did not dare to participate in the compilation of the actual record, and his main work was just to sort out the living notes.

As soon as he sat down, Fang Jifan inadvertently appeared in the corner.

As soon as Wang Shouren saw Fang Jifan, he was busy cheering up, got up, and waved at Fang Jifan: "Student...... Meet the Teacher. ”

When the scholars heard the word teacher, their faces turned green with fright, when they came in just now, they didn't think that this young man was Fang Jifan, and they thought that he was an ordinary scholar, Fang Cai, and talked a few words, so the people who were close to Fang Jifan couldn't help but move away from some positions, and all kinds of rumors on the market made them both curious and a little afraid of Fang Jifan.

But there were also a few scholars, and they actually saluted Fang Jifan from a distance, and said respectfully: "Meet the master ......."

Fang Jifan didn't agree, these guys ...... It is expected that he is a fan of Wang Shouren, and he began to be fanatical about Wang Shouren's teachings, and consciously belonged to Wang Shouren's disciples, since this is the case, then...... Fang Jifan naturally became their master.

It seems reasonable.

Wang Shouren sat down again, and before he could sit down, a scholar sneered first: "The sage worships the ceremony, so Zhu Fuzi said, save the heavenly reason and destroy people's desires, this is also called a gift." The difference between man and beast lies in etiquette, so to eliminate people's desires, in order to achieve self-denial, self-denial can be reciprocated, but Mr. Wang advocates human affection, isn't it contrary to the words of the sage? ”

This kind of smashing the field happens every day.

Wang Shouren has long been used to it.

He raised his eyes slightly to look at the difficult reader, and the whole person did not have too much emotion, but his face was expressionless, and he only wrote lightly.

"The saint is favored by the courtesy. Etiquette does not come from the sky, it does not come from the earth, it is just human affection. If there is no affection, how can it be a gift? The Three Emperors and the Five Emperors, I don't know if they have the desire to destroy people's desires, are they also beasts? ”

"Nonsense, the time of the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors ......"

It's here again.

What Fang Jifan admires most is these scholars, debating, can talk from Confucius to the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and the Three Emperors and Five Emperors can talk about Penglai Immortal Island, and it seems that they can talk about it for a lifetime.

Since then, the debate has become more and more intense, Wang Shouren has understated, he can always win by surprise, and the smashing of the field has been a little unbearable.

It's just that this sentence of defense has begun to become more and more like a sharp sword, and the edge is exposed, and Fang Jifan, who listened to it, felt embarrassed, and he couldn't help muttering to himself: "One day, if our Jifan is cut off by the emperor, nine times out of ten, it will be for you Wang Shouren." ”

Behind him, someone patted Fang Jifan on the shoulder, and before he could turn around to see whom, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Fang Jifan, if this palace is the Son of Heaven, I will never cut off your head, we are brothers......"

Fang Jifan looked back in amazement, but saw Zhu Houzhao, wearing a nondescript scarf and a Confucian shirt, behind him, and he didn't know when he came in.

Fang Jifan was busy leaving Minglun Hall, and Zhu Houzhao chased him out.

Seeing that there was no one around, Fang Jifan frowned and said, "Why did Your Highness leave the palace at night, something was going to happen." ”

Zhu Houzhao grinned.

"I turned it out, and let people get a pro-army waist card, the guards at the city gate didn't dare to stop it, the palace has something to tell you, first tell you a bad news, the news is circulating in the palace, your father, escaped from the battle."

"What?" Fang Jifan's eyes widened, and the deserter ...... Just like the rumors in the rivers and lakes, his grandfather slipped back to Beijing from the civil fort, although the eldest father was to save people, or maybe he was rescued, but it doesn't matter, the civil fort at that time collapsed on the whole line, and he was not a deserter, but only a prisoner, so it was not a shame.

But if you escape from the battle in Guizhou, things will be tricky.

"How is this possible, my dad is not such a person." Fang Jifan bared his teeth and looked angry.

"What are you lying to, there are still fakes flowing out of the palace, and there are still scripts in the military department."

Zhu Houzhao looked very excited, and then he said seriously to Fang Jifan: "But after reading the recent military intelligence report, the palace found a new thing. ”

As he spoke, he dragged Fang Jifan to a remote classroom, where there was no one in it, Liu Jin caught up and gave the two of them a lamp.

Zhu Houzhao was on the desk, unfolding the map, and he was full of interest.

"A few days ago, the rebels took a county seat, and the Ming army suffered heavy losses, but have you noticed that in the newspaper, the governor Wang Shi did not send a mountain battalion to fight. This is strange, such a big thing happened, it should have sent the elite to recover the lost territory, but it was Zuo Chuanwei who was dispatched, and this Zuo Chuanwei made no progress. ”

"But after that, the rebels raided Anshun, and the governor personally led the troops to the ...... to help" Zhu Houzhao looked very excited, and pointed to every position on the map with his fingers, obviously, before this, he had already looked at this map many times.

There was light in his eyes, and it was particularly eye-catching under the reflection of the candle flame.

Fang Jifan also frowned, analyzing the map.

"But, the mountain camp ...... Still didn't play. The mountain battalion is best at fighting with the rebels, but why, rescuing Anshun, such an important city, did not send a mountain battalion? There is only one possibility, the mountain camp needs to rest, or maybe Wang Shi and your father are not on good terms. ”

"Of course, it doesn't matter."

Speaking of this, Fang Jifan's heart was shocked, and he suddenly remembered why his father 'escaped'.

Could it be because of his own letters?

Thinking about it like this, he breathed a long sigh of relief and escaped from the battle, but it was a big crime, even if he was not in harmony with the governor, this was not allowed, if it led to the defeat of the entire Ming army in Guizhou, how many officers and soldiers on the front line would have to be killed.

Fang Jifan settled down, he stared at Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness, and then?" ”

"But, old Fang, have you ever thought about one thing, why this thief, the more and more he suppresses, the court has repeatedly increased his troops, and there are many victories, but in the end, the thief's flame is more open, what is the reason for this?"

Really...... The prince has discovered a crucial problem.

Fang Jifan had a hint of admiration in his heart for this rumored 'Ming Wuzong': "Miru! ”